Did the princess succeed in her revenge today?

Chapter 38 The Struggle on the Roof
As soon as Lin Yunzhi's words came out, Jing Yu's expression changed instantly, and Jing Shu was also in cold sweat.

But at this moment, Xuan Kejun's voice came from behind.

"Jingshu, are you all right?"

Jing Shu turned around, Xuan Kejun and Sheng Qingshu both rushed up anxiously.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his vigilance slightly, the shadow under his feet was ready to move. The next second, Ze Yun jumped out of the shadow with a short sword, and pierced Jing Shu's chest with a sword.

Jing Shu didn't have time to react, and watched helplessly as the sword sank into his body, and Ze Yun lay beside his ear like a ghost.

"Go to hell, bitch."

Blood spurted out and sprayed on Ze Yun's face and eyes, making him insane.

Sheng Qingshu was the first to react, pulled out the Yaoguang sword from his waist, flew forward, and slashed at Zeyun. Now the whole body of the sword was buried in Jingshu's chest. If he pulled out the sword at this time, he would surely die.

In a moment, Sheng Qingshu turned her body around, gritted her teeth and turned her wrist, the Yaoguang sword flashed coldly, and Ze Yun's right hand holding the dagger came down in response.

"You madman! Ah! My hand!"

Ze Yun didn't care about Jing Shu, holding his bloody right arm and howling, Sheng Qingshu didn't give him a chance to resist, and stepped forward with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Zeyun also reacted, sealed the acupuncture point on his right arm, quickly stopped the bleeding, and wrestled with Sheng Qingshu.

"Go and see Jingshu! I'll pester him first!"

Sheng Qingshu stopped Jing Yu who wanted to come forward to help, and Jing Shu on the side had already fallen limply, and Xuan Kejun recovered from the shock.

"Book of scenery!"

Xuan Kejun knelt on the ground, holding Jing Shu's body, the dagger on his chest trembled slightly with his breathing, and the blood that flowed out continuously stained his moon-white robe.

"Don't talk, don't sleep! I won't let you have trouble!"

Jing Shu's lips trembled constantly, trying to say something but was blown away by the wind.

Xuan Kejun continued to pour spiritual power into the wound on his chest, but it was of no avail, as blood still flowed out continuously.

Jing Yu rushed over, tapped Jing Shu's chest a few times, then forcibly took out a drop of blood from her heart, and dripped it into Jing Shu's mouth.

Xuan Kejun froze in place, this is the devil's painstaking effort, although it can save his life at a critical moment, it will also greatly damage himself.

She felt extremely guilty in her heart, guilty of her own weakness and incompetence, and guilty of her ignorance in the past.

Jing Yu patted her on the head with his generous palm. Although he didn't say a word, Xuan Kejun still felt his silent comfort.

Soon, the blood on Jing Shu's chest stopped flowing, and his lips were no longer so pale.

He took out something from his arms with all his strength, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

Xuan Kejun spread his hands, and also took a good look at the objects in his hands, which were the pair of opal earrings.

A drop of tear fell on the golden opal, Xuan Kejun stared blankly at the pair of earrings, choked up, as if something was stuck in her throat, making her unable to breathe.

"Don't cry."

Jing Shu's voice was hoarse and weak, and he raised his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to wipe away Xuan Kejun's tears, but he couldn't hold on any longer.

The slender and well-articulated hands were hanging on his legs, and the person in front of him also closed his eyes due to the great pain.

Xuan Kejun held the earring tightly, let the sharp silver needle pierce his palm, then hugged Jing Shu tightly, and gave Jing Yu a helpless look.

"Jing Shu can't wait any longer, let's make a quick decision, you bring that woman with you!"

Seeing that Jingshu couldn't hold on anymore, Jing Yu stepped up to Sheng Qingshu's side, and knocked Zeyun down with a palm from behind.

Although Zeyun lost his hand, his spirit was extremely high. In addition, he was very talented, and he practiced diligently in the first 200 years. After more than a dozen moves, Sheng Qingshu gradually became no match for him.

Sheng Qingshu gradually turned red, but luckily Jing Yu arrived in time.

Jing Yu was preparing to teleport the magic circle not far away, but Jing Shu's injury was too serious to take him on the way.

She grabbed Lin Yunzhi's arm, half-dragging and half-pushing her into the magic circle. The magic circle was completed, and she could leave immediately to return to the demon world, but no one noticed that Ze Yun moved behind her.

I thought that Jing Yu had already knocked Ze Yun unconscious, but he slowly got up from the ground.

Seeing that Sheng Qingshu was about to step into the magic circle, he suddenly stood up behind her, grabbed her long hair tightly, and pulled it back forcefully.

Sheng Qingshu exclaimed, and instinctively stretched out her hand forward. Jing Yu had already brought Jing Shu and Lin Yunzhi back to the Demon Realm. At this moment, only Xuan Kejun was waiting for her in the magic circle.

Xuan Kejun reached out and grabbed Sheng Qingshu. If he stepped out of the magic circle and shot at Zeyun, the magic circle would become invalid.

If she didn't go out, Sheng Qingshu would be taken away, and she would have no face to return to the demon world.

Ze Yun's hands became more and more forceful, and Sheng Qingshu only felt a tight and tingling sensation on his scalp.

"Xuan Kejun, choose one, either stay to save your good sister, or let her stay with me, don't you worry about Jingshu?"

A hoarse ghostly voice came from behind, and Ze Yun laughed out loud.

Sheng Qingshu touched the Yaoguang Sword at his waist, swung the sword against his back with his backhand, and cut off the tail of hair held in Zeyun's hand.

Xuan Kejun also took the opportunity to forcefully pull her into the magic circle, Zeyun roared and wanted to catch up.

In a fit of rage, he broke through the blockade of the acupoints, and blood flowed from his injured hand.

Sheng Qingshu stood in the magic circle and looked at Zeyun coldly. He was dirty and crazy at the moment.

"If you dare to touch me next time, I will definitely cut off your other hand!"

A golden light flashed in the magic circle, and disappeared into the sky and the earth, leaving only Zeyun, covered in blood, standing on the spot, gnashing his teeth.

Back in the demon world, the magic circle sent them directly to Jingshu's yard, and Bai Liu was already waiting at the entrance of the yard.

Xuan Kejun didn't dare to stop for a moment, he dragged Bai Liu into the room.

Jing Shu was lying on the bed, eyes closed, and fell asleep deeply.

Xu Shi had already changed his clothes, and there were no so many scary bloodstains, which made Xuan Kejun's hanging heart slightly relieved.

It's just that his face and lips are still pale, and the already thin person is buried under the thick brocade quilt.

Jing Shu frowned, his eyelashes trembled unceasingly, in the dream he returned to the fairyland, back to his childhood.

At that time, he had just turned into a flesh body and was raised in Tongzitang with all the children in the fairy world.

They are all small children, but they have been divided into three, six, and nine classes. He is the weakest existence.

At first, he also showed his sharpness, but gradually he found that Wu Xianjun, who used to hold a group together, also began to slowly squeeze him out.

Life in the fairy world is difficult, and the stewards only care about flattering the gods and enjoying themselves.

No matter how good he is, he will never make it to the top, not to mention that his being too good will not be allowed by other gods.

From then on, he understood what it meant to hide his strength and bide his time, and worked hard to be a mediocre child.

Until that year beside the Tanling River, he watched Yuyao's body turned into ashes and sprinkled into the Tanling River with his own eyes, and the white jade pendant in her hand also fell.

He searched beside the icy Tanling River alone for a long time, the biting river water froze his hands, but unlike his memory, this time there was a warm touch in his hands.

(End of this chapter)